Chapter 80
Yu Tu did not distract his attention from the readers' vote. He flipped the comic forward and came to a speech by Jiang Jiang.
[The last fragment whose whereabouts are unknown is the most important brow bone on the untransformed bone. It is very likely to contain the blood of the '犼'.]
Yu Tu: “…”
He feels a little guilty.
If he remembered correctly, apart from the two fragments eaten by the puppy, the most important brow bone fragment seemed, possibly, probably... to have been eaten by the puppy while picking up garbage...
Yu Tu read the puppy's entire experience. As a cub with Taowu blood, it accidentally swallowed the essence and blood of the Hou, which is also a divine beast. In order to survive, the two bloodlines have merged, so that its appearance has been transformed into "neither like nor like" - neither like Taowu, nor like Hou.
The Hou, also known as "Denglong", is the ancestor of zombies in ancient mythology. It is said that the four zombie kings, Hanba, Jiangchen, Yinggou and Houqing, were all created by the Hou.
This also explains why puppies eat indigestible bone fragments as if they were snacks - they are at the top of the biological chain, so they naturally enjoy eating everything.
While Yu Tu was still thinking about the information revealed in the comic, Buyehou had already used energy to open the shield and stepped into the hospital where Huang Pu was.
A faint black line appeared in his field of vision, faintly leading to the direction of the emergency room.
The closer they were, the clearer the sense of the contract in his mind became—Huang Pu's remaining life time fluctuated greatly, but the lowest peak was already more than ten hours.
Buyehou closed his eyes slightly. His five senses, which were more sensitive than Yu Tu's, told him that in this hospital, amidst the large amount of deathly energy, there was also a condensed vitality.
It's not aura, nor energy, but vitality.
He did not go directly to the emergency room, but first took a look around the general ward.
The name of this hospital is Renxin Hospital. Although it is located in the remote town of Wutong, it is the country's leading hospital capable of competing with the god of death for lives. Renxin Hospital has admitted a large number of terminally ill patients from all over the world. When you enter any ward, you can see instruments everywhere, and the "beeping" sound of the machines makes people feel uneasy.
There are lung cancer, stomach cancer, bone cancer; there is uremia, leukemia, Parkinson's disease...all kinds of terminal and torturous diseases can be seen here.
The patients' families and medical staff who come and go are always in a hurry, with hope and worry intertwined and reflected on their tired faces.
Suddenly, the entire hospital was filled with radio broadcasts:
"Attention everyone, a 999 incident has occurred in the neurosurgery department on the sixth floor of A3. All departments are requested to immediately activate the relevant emergency plans..."
"Attention everyone, a 999 incident has occurred in the neurosurgery department on the sixth floor of A3..."
"Attention all personnel..."
In the noisy hospital, the broadcast sounded three times in a row. Doors of departments on every floor opened, and doctors in white coats rushed to the sixth floor of Building A3, like a white torrent returning to the sea.
After these three broadcast announcements ended, from the perspective of the Nevernight Marquis, the "vitality" at the sixth floor of A3 seemed to be a little stronger.
How strange...
Yu Tu, who was wearing the calm and steady shell of Buyehou, thought about it and decided to go to the sixth floor of A3 to take a look.
In just five minutes, the sixth floor was filled with temporarily free doctors from various departments. Doctors of different ages gathered together, holding a consultation with serious faces.
The words that leaked out during their conversation were too professional. Yu Tu stood there for a while, but couldn't quite understand them. He thought about it and went to the emergency room next to the clinic.
The body of the Nevernight Marquis is made of energy, which is dispersed after being virtualized, and then condensed after passing through the wall. Because the transformation is too fast, from a third-party perspective, it is as if he is leisurely walking through the thick white wall.
Outside the emergency room, several experts were holding a consultation, and inside the room, people who were trying to save lives were also busy. People in green first aid suits were moving back and forth in the not-so-large space, racing against time with death.
Concentrating the energy in his eyes, after feeling the familiar heat, Yu Tu saw many white spots mixed with a little light gold. The color of these spots was very faint, so faint that they were almost invisible. They slowly passed through the wall and slowly fell on the person being rescued, and melted into his skin.
"Heartbeat and breathing are returning to normal—"
"The intracranial bleeding has improved—"
…
These points of light, representing life, instantly brought good news to the emergency room.
Yu Tu intercepted a spot of light, recorded its breath, and then let go of it, letting it fall onto the patient.
The breath was warm and peaceful, but he always felt that something was wrong.
The light spot representing vitality only flickered for a while and then disappeared. Yu Tu left the emergency room and went to other buildings, but he never saw the light spot like that again.
When he turned to a certain place, Yu Tu stopped and saw an ECMO machine in operation. The object of treatment on this ECMO was a small baby. There were many tubes inserted into her body with red blood flowing through them. Many incomprehensible things were lit up on the screen of the monitoring system.
The eyes under the lens of Buyehou widened slightly.
A pale, illusory figure was reflected in his eyes. The light that had just appeared in the emergency room was floating down from the figure and landing on the baby.
The medical staff controlling E seemed unaware of his existence, and some people walked through the figure without noticing.
After a certain number of light spots had fallen, the pale white illusory figure silently withdrew his hand. He tilted his head slightly, as if at this moment, he sensed that someone could see him.
Yu Tu, or Buyehou, saw a very ordinary face, as if he could find some similarities with any random passerby on the street.
The only strange thing was that his eyelashes, pupils, and hair were all light white, and the whole thing looked like an illusory, translucent shadow.
The translucent shadow froze for a moment.
Through a thick glass, he raised his hand slightly, but the next moment, he disappeared without a trace.
…
"What on earth is he?" Yu Tu muttered to himself in the dormitory of Millerkel University, "Is he some rare species of demon?"
Although they didn't really come into contact at that time, Yu Tu felt that this phantom was not a bad person. It was more difficult for the inner world to connect to the outer world through network manipulation, so Yu Tu could only use the identity of Buyehou to check the information of Renxin Hospital.
Renxin Hospital was founded more than a hundred years ago. Its location is relatively remote, and apart from the surrounding residents, few people come here for treatment. After operating in this lukewarm manner for seventy or eighty years, many people suddenly discovered that although this hospital is not well-known, many patients who are treated in this hospital have their serious illnesses turned into minor ones, or those with minor illnesses are cured directly. Even though the equipment is old and worn out, the effect is no worse than those large hospitals where you can't get an appointment!
Patients who usually travel thousands of miles to super first-tier cities to register for treatment are mostly those with difficult problems that are difficult to solve in small places, or even terminal diseases. In such a situation where life is on the countdown, more and more people are pouring into the once unknown hospitals.
I don’t know if it’s true or not as the propaganda says that you can get treatment as long as you step into the hospital, but in any case, many patients treated here have indeed shown significant improvement. Although people die from terminal illnesses every day, there are also many people whose conditions have stabilized and are no longer deteriorating.
Day after day, year after year, Renxin Hospital became more and more famous, and more and more people came from thousands of miles away for treatment, even forming a living circle with the hospital as the core.
When Yu Tu had almost finished looking up the information, a vague black line appeared in front of his eyes again—Huang Pu was sent for rescue in the morning, and the rescue was finally completed at around two o'clock in the afternoon.
After contacting his parents, an elderly couple with hunched bodies and gray hair were already waiting at the door of the emergency room. As soon as the door of the emergency room opened, they rushed in panic. The first doctor who came out shook his head at them.
The couple collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down their faces.
Huang Pu has been transferred to the ward. He has a breathing tube inserted in his nose and his chest is rising and falling slightly. The doctor has declared him brain dead. His vital signs will stop as long as the ventilator is unplugged.
When Yu Tu walked to the door of his ward, he heard the nurse coming out sighing:
"Ah...what are these things...the man in the ward ran a red light and got hit and became brain dead, the truck driver was distracted when he was driving through the city after the accident, and there was another murder case..."
The sigh did not pass through the door of the ward, but the sharp wails of the old man in the ward did pass through the door.
Yu Tu walked through the door and came to Huang Pu's bedside. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the heartbroken old couple.
The skin on their fingers is rough and blackened, their joints are deformed, the gaps between their nails are dirty, their clothes are faded, the fabric in places like the elbows that move frequently is very thin, and the edges are frayed. It is obvious that their lives are difficult.
Yu Tu looked at the tangled threads around the three of them and suddenly asked softly, "Do you regret it?"
The sound reached the ears of the two old people directly.
The two old people stopped crying for a while, and they thought it was just an illusion caused by their excessive sadness.
Do you regret it?
Of course they regret it!
"My son is fine..." The old woman's face was full of tears. She grabbed the hand of the man on the hospital bed. "He just has a bad temper and is a little greedy, but he is not a bad person by nature!"
"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have scolded him a few days ago. If he doesn't want to go to work, then he doesn't have to go to work..." Another old man's eyes were red, "Why don't we work a few more hours a day and give him more money..."
"Oh my God! If you really have eyes, please save my son..."
Their cries became louder and sadder than the last. Yu Tu turned on the energy shielding field and stood quietly by.
If it was just because he followed the girl with the intention of committing adultery, according to the theory of causality, which considers the deeds rather than the heart, it would be impossible to give such a severe punishment for creating an evil relationship.
In addition to this one, he had already been burdened with other karmic debts. The karmic debts turned into dense lines, swirling around his brows, blocking the last bit of remaining vitality.
The ties between the three of them became entangled, and Yu Tu suddenly realized that sometimes some people just ask for trouble, and others can do nothing to persuade them.
Interfering with the cause and effect of others without authorization will backfire.
Yu Tu moved his fingers, and suddenly, he felt a little warmth on the back of his hand—the translucent shadow he had seen before appeared beside him.
"Don't save him." said Yu Tu.